Tytuł: Everything is everything

• Wykonawca: Cappadonna
• Wyświetleń: 267

  
   [Cappadonna]
  All in the club like what? Rugged dressed up
  Hair messed up, gold on my neck
  Don't sweat y'all show respect Poppa on the set
  Death threat, I come a long stretch you can bet
  Love is love, for real for real
  Feel what you feel Park Hill 1-0-3-0-4
  Rock caps til you can't take no more, it's war
  Prepare for darts, martial arts
  Let me shine keep me and mine, Son of Song
  took too long, back throwin darts, without remorse
  Dart holocaust, slang boss
  Remain top hip-hop, drop you to your knees for these
  Big CD's, you heard it through the grapevine
  Killer Beez
  
  Chorus: Rhyme Recca
  
  Everything is everything, reality
  I keep my mind on everything, cause everything
  ain't always everything, and everything
  that you see ain't reality, they just illusions
  (repeat 2X)
  
  [Cappadonna]
  Face to face I break bread everytime
  In the world I hold mine, play it
  Now check it, see if you can comprehend
  these crossover rappers that lost they origin
  Run from the Wu this time it's more trouble
  I'm comin for the wreck so y'all could never bubble
  Never concerned about rabbits, after my cabbage
  Cherryheads, and parrots
  won't live in the barracks, we Don Hoe
  Buckwild with the flow, how we do
  Timbo's and full boot, vocabulary pitfall
  Fuck all, more clothes than the mall
  Let's brawl
  Wu-Tang broke radio laws, the opposite of mines
  is yours, from sea shores to bankrupt
  I conduct, erupt like Holyfield
  Third seal, third chamber's from the hood
  Branch out, and everytime you see Don
  I'm up to no good... motherfucker
  Splash that
  
  Chorus
  
  [Cappadonna]
  I'm all alone, I feel trouble in the street
  City heats, ghetto beefs, trick or treat
  Call Chief, mad beef with MC's
  Entity, Killer Beez one machine
  Intervene, on scene self esteem
  We gleam at night, it seems like
  we too hype, hop y'all like checkers
  Projectors, we break laws, get yours
  We break jaws reunite, we upright
  It's alright, out of sight, out of mind
  It take time I develop, heads swell up
  Shut the hell up, add on, you been warned
  Mics get torn in half, I drop math
  Don't laugh, a bloodbath with this here
  Rap Shakespeare, beware, Donna-mite
  Brown skin with the satellite, I represent
  Buckwild and Street Life like two cent
  For real, for real
  Love is love, for real, for real *overlaps chorus*
  
  Chorus
  
  [Kung-Fu movie sample]
  The other killers, have already shown up
  Now it'll be your turn, to die too
  
  We're ready anytime!